This is my first log.,The second single chapter.,Originally, I wanted to code another chapter tonight.,But after thinking about it.,Or say everything that should be said.,Maybe there's no time in the future.,There's no such a good opportunity.。

Today is the first day of my resignation, I will go back to my hometown in Sichuan tomorrow, the Northeast is going to say goodbye, at this time I have no reluctance, some are just looking forward to, apprehension and firmness, because I don't know what will happen to the road ahead, but I will keep going, live according to my own ideas, no matter what the outcome is, I will not give up.

This decision is so abrupt and so inevitable, thinking back to the six months I have been in the Northeast, only I know the bitter taste, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly, so fast that I didn't have time to hesitate.

Originally, I thought about leaving in two years, but at this time I couldn't stay any longer, and going back was the only option.

Some people may say that I am stupid, I am indeed stupid, I have been working hard in the factory for half a year, plus the first half of the second semester, there is a full year and a half, this year and a half have been in blood and tears, how many days and nights of labor, how many times tired to lie down, who has ever thought of going to work as soon as he opens his eyes, from dawn to dark, from dark to dawn, I can only take advantage of the gap between eating, from the glass wall of the corridor to look at the sun and stars outside, to feel their temperature, to imagine the vastness of the sky.

In addition, more than 20,000 steps a day, more than 20 kilometers of walking back and forth, the beat of a car a minute, can't stop, can't rest, the soreness of the body is superimposed layer by layer, and in the end, walking is like a machine, so numb that I don't even know myself.

This is not the life I want, I don't want to be sick and don't even ask for leave, I want to rest but have to go to work, I don't want to be set to work there every day like a machine, and I have to accept their shouts, I just want to see the sunrise and sunset, I just want to code words, walk the dog, don't smell the smoke, don't have to look at people's faces all the time.

So, I quit my job, I knew that I only had eight days left to sign the contract, sign that agreement, and then take a fairly stable salary, and I could live a repetitive life, but that was not what I wanted, and I knew that with my current education, it would be impossible to find another job like this, because the annual salary of nearly 200,000 yuan was not so easy to get.

But can life only be measured by money? I hate this kind of life, just as I am a hated person, because I am not afraid of power, I do not admire wealth and nobility, I do not flatter, I do not follow the crowd, I am incompatible with this society, I am just a poor and hard-hearted scholar.

But so what?

I am who I am, I am such a man, I am going to go my own way!

From now on, I will not enter the factory again until the last resort, the place where people eat people and do not spit out bones, I don't want to contact the oppression and exploitation of capitalism again, I want to start a business, I want to earn a million of myself, I want to break out of the sky.

Whether it succeeds or fails, I will fight hard.

In the next few days, I plan to take a break for two to three months, and most of these two or three months will be spent on coding words and learning the things needed to start a business, and I believe that I will return to the original place and establish my own "base area", and one day I will be able to surround the city from the countryside and seize the "political power" by "arming", everyone bless me.